rant
i usually dont write personal things on this shit site, i think its stupid to exploied your human being that way, but it really doesnt matter
today i was enlighted by what i have let my life become, and i'm not blameing anything on circumstance,or series of event like maintaing myself since i was 17 till now (3 yrs later).its funny to think how at first i set out to acomplish everything: i wouldnt let myself fall into the molded mentalitiy of failer, just the thought of caveing into life would enhuritat me, but it would just modavate me to go on, to live, to be free no matter what. and everything has been fine till like 6 months ago life has been bombarding me with so much shit, to the point that that it kinda helped in building charcater or whatever,so i learned to deal and cope with lifes shit bag of surprises, always in hope that eventually some good living would come my way, you know ying yang, the balance of life, with out bad there wouldnt be good.
but now... i'm not giving up but i'm so tired of feeling of disapointments lingering around when i'm with my "friends", my co workers, my boss, when i really shouldnt care and i tell myself not to, but what the fuck. i hate to think how much people can be so cold hearted and gossip queeny,judgemental, prentintius, and just so mean for no reason, but selfgradifacation. it so easy for people to deal with there insurquraties buy explodeing others, when there just as bad or worse as any human scumasaipion.
i wonder if you can be amunine to constent bad events if it happens enough?
i'm not sad or deprsesed about it or anything at all, shit theres people going throguh worse, but i'm just reflecting on how i have let everything i stand agianst effect my life, and being, when i said it would never happen. and i wonder by realizing this i can move towards "happiness", but i also know that we can never be happy or satisfaied, we are selfish even to our own well being. but still as much as i rant about how life is unfair and blah blah and wawawa, still i cant help to hope that at least life will surprise me once agian with good or bad,i dont know but enough "Seris of Unfortianain Events" have prepared me for anything.
i love life but its hard when world breads death
all this typing was good therapy
today i was enlighted by what i have let my life become, and i'm not blameing anything on circumstance,or series of event like maintaing myself since i was 17 till now (3 yrs later).its funny to think how at first i set out to acomplish everything: i wouldnt let myself fall into the molded mentalitiy of failer, just the thought of caveing into life would enhuritat me, but it would just modavate me to go on, to live, to be free no matter what. and everything has been fine till like 6 months ago life has been bombarding me with so much shit, to the point that that it kinda helped in building charcater or whatever,so i learned to deal and cope with lifes shit bag of surprises, always in hope that eventually some good living would come my way, you know ying yang, the balance of life, with out bad there wouldnt be good.
but now... i'm not giving up but i'm so tired of feeling of disapointments lingering around when i'm with my "friends", my co workers, my boss, when i really shouldnt care and i tell myself not to, but what the fuck. i hate to think how much people can be so cold hearted and gossip queeny,judgemental, prentintius, and just so mean for no reason, but selfgradifacation. it so easy for people to deal with there insurquraties buy explodeing others, when there just as bad or worse as any human scumasaipion.
i wonder if you can be amunine to constent bad events if it happens enough?
i'm not sad or deprsesed about it or anything at all, shit theres people going throguh worse, but i'm just reflecting on how i have let everything i stand agianst effect my life, and being, when i said it would never happen. and i wonder by realizing this i can move towards "happiness", but i also know that we can never be happy or satisfaied, we are selfish even to our own well being. but still as much as i rant about how life is unfair and blah blah and wawawa, still i cant help to hope that at least life will surprise me once agian with good or bad,i dont know but enough "Seris of Unfortianain Events" have prepared me for anything.
i love life but its hard when world breads death
all this typing was good therapy